small town

In fifteen years I've yet to go to the Post Office or the City Market without running into someone I know. Generally the number of people I run into would seem to be in direct correlation with the lack of effort I put into looking presentable that day. Naturally. A good friend of mine recently posted on Facebook that she loves living in a town where, upon realizing she had forgotten her wallet, she continued grocery shopping confident she would run into someone she knew who would spot her the goods. And, of course, she did. I've had many similar experiences. My children...